I get lippy on this subject because of my experiences. Now I got five stents and a cigarette in my hand. 
What never dies, is I. If you're standing over my corpse before throwing it into the recycle bin, I'm not wrong, I'm right here. I do not worship at the altar of death, neither do I worship at the altar of probability; it is not that I do not respect self-preservation nor the limits of the organics, what it is is that I consider "fear of death" to be a blight on life.
What I do like, is growing old; maybe that's my problem. I was born a crotchety old fuck; ain't gonna be happy until the organics match the philosophy.

What never dies, is I. If you're standing over my corpse before throwing it into the recycle bin, I'm not wrong, I'm right here. I do not worship at the altar of death, neither do I worship at the altar of probability; it is not that I do not respect self-preservation nor the limits of the organics, what it is is that I consider "fear of death" to be a blight on life.
What I do like, is growing old; maybe that's my problem. I was born a crotchety old fuck; ain't gonna be happy until the organics match the philosophy.
